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Seriously. Why so dramatic, ladies? Oh wait. Ladies don’t get caught up in their stupid web of stupidity. What I really meant was, “Why so dramatic, all-you-immature-brats-with-no-life-and-no-brains?” =]

There was drama in all the schools I attended. The private Catholic school I went to–which surprisingly had the MOST drama and some of the cattiest girls. Bottle of irony, anyone? The public school I went to–which did have its fair share but since it was a big school people could switch cliques. And even in college–girls cause drama. And it’s over the stupidest things. . . .or they’re just dumb and jump to the most ridiculous of conclusions creating trouble when nothing of the kind existed!

Not everyone is going to like you. Some people are just really different. There are billions of other people in the world, you’re obviously not the center of them all. Who really cares who slept with whom when you’re sleeping with everyone else? Is it necessary to publicly humiliate someone because your poor little ego was hurt? Do these stupid little things actually matter? And the media does not help at all with their caricatures of the high school arena.

Gah. Probably why I like having guys friends way more than girls. And when I hear news about teenagers committing SUICIDE because they were being bullied. That just makes my blood boil. I was teased and bullied a lot when I was younger due to my weight but wasn’t really pushed to the edge like that. (insert blog post about being fat as a kid here) I never let them get to me.

There is one thing I noticed upon my arrival at college. The amount of people who smoke increase by a good couple thousand–literally. In high school there were signs everywhere prohibiting cigarettes on the property but some kids still managed to do it without getting caught. But rarely did I ever see them in the actual process of going through a butt. Here on campus, it’s a normal thing you see everyday. Sometimes I even get the misfortune to be walking behind a smoker who’s after puff just punches my face with its stench. Ugh. I hate that part.

I never did go to a party in high school (omgznowaiz!) and don’t think I really missed too much. But at the university, drinking is regular past time any day of the week at any time of the week. Just inquire around and you’re bound to find SOMEONE who’s willing to party/drink.

I’m fine with people who smoke or drink. It’s your life. Go ahead and do you want with it–as long as it doesn’t involve me. You see, smokers, if you’re going to light up walk to the very edge of the road/walkway and try not to give me lung cancer with second hand smoke. Or better yet, go outside and smoke instead of surreptitiously trying to do so in your room?! Drinkers, please by all means get yourselves inebriated. Just leave at least one bathroom stall clean for me? I don’t know how girls miss, but trust me, they do. By a lot. (It could be boys using the girls’ bathroom, but when every toilet seat is either covered in urine or feces. . . .)

This is turning into a rant, you can stop reading if you want. =]

Also, I have learned something very important. By not drinking or smoking I have learned that I am 100% guaranteed to not have as many friends as I could have. Because I have this theory about people only hanging around with other people like them where they are connected by something. People want to connect with others over the same things and the more you connect over, the better friends you’re going to be. The less you connect the less people feel inclined to trust you or think you “get” them, well that’s why I probably have a super small circle of friends. That and the fact I can be pretty picky about who I spend my time with.

One of my friend’s said this might be because of where I live on campus (the supposedly notorious party dorm) and if I lived in a quieter area things would be difference. Doubtful. No matter where you live, people are still going to do whatever makes them comfortable. It probably has to do more with the fact that I live in the biggest living area more than anything. More people = more crazy people.

Has anyone else noticed that girls will take a loooooong time to get ready and really doll themselves up for a night of some “serious partying”. But guys? All they have to do is throw on a preppy shirt (if they’re really feeling fancy) maybe wash up and BAM! It’s party time.